Sacred Spaces 354– When death dies

Sacred Spaces 354– When death dies
30 October 2012

Lately, I have been doing sound/data for a lot of funerals at our church.

It’s been intriguing to see how our ministers have dealt with the different services and how one memorial service can differ quite drastically from another.
In my opinion, the big difference being: HOPE

It’s interesting and sad to see how a church filled with people who don’t believe in God; and how they respond to the death of their loved one.  A sense of despair and hopeless can be felt in that place.

Then there are those who have hope and have confidence in the reality of Jesus and His victory over death; those services are packed with celebration and truthful hope even though their loved one has died.

Death is not the end.
That is the glorious truth of Christianity.
I am so thankful for that.

I thought of the song by Thrice (Disarmed), based on 1 Corinthians 15: 55:
It’s a beautiful song and carries potent truth:

We were sons of insurrection, doomed to face the dark alone.
‘Till vicarious perfection, dearly won, was made our own.
So where’s your landslide, where’s your victory?
Tell me now, where’s your sting?
Unassailable you waited, the great enemy of man,
’till your awful jaws were sated, and we were ransomed from your hand.
Now that you have been disarmed,
We will cross over unharmed. (Disarmed – Thrice)

And then the song by Gungor (When death dies):

“Like the waters flooding the desert
Like the sunrise showing all things

Where it comes flowers grow
Lions sleep, gravestones roll
Where death dies all things live

Where it comes poor men feast
Kings fall down to their knees
When death dies all things live
All things live

Like a woman searching and finding love
Like an ocean buried and bursting forth

Where it comes flowers grow
Lions sleep, gravestones roll
Where death dies all things come alive
Where it comes water’s clean

Children fed
All believe
When death dies all things live
All things live” (When death dies – Gungor)

Both songs carry comfort and remind us that faith in Jesus is not foolish.

Death is not the end, my friend.
It’s just a passing on from this physical world to a spiritual realm.
Thrice also sing another great song, talking about this world not being our home (In Exile):

I am an exile – a sojourner; A citizen of some other place.
All I’ve seen is just a glimmer in a shadowy mirror,
But I know one day I’ll see face to face…
My heart is filled with songs of forever –
Of a city that endures, where all is made new.
I know I don’t belong here; I’ll never
Call this place my home, I’m just passing through.” (In Exile – Thrice)

Sometimes there are songs around us that carry a lot of truth, maybe we need to stop and listen to them…

 

TWITTURGY

 

Where is your sting?

Oh death did you really think

You would have the last say?

The stone has been rolled away

Our Messiah reigns

Unstoppable

We live as conquerors.

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